Its the thought that counts

I have had a lovely birthday, breakfast in bed at 7am, Scott runs with me at Parkrun (well I saw him at the finish) post run tea an scone, a geocahe hunt in the park/dog walk, a lovely dinner out at night in my fave Italian restaurant.

Best laugh however was the candles on my cake, the blipster spotted the taximans's error but it was presented to me anyway......

I was born in 1965 that makes me only 46

Chocolate cake for lunch - diet restarts on Monday (couldn't get my skinny jeans on today - holidays are over